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Who can have sex louder/longer contests.
Up to writer as to who wins.
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John was usually a very polite man. Before the war, when the kids next door got a little too rambunctious, he'd save everyone from embarrassment and just let them have their fun while he buried his head under a pillow. After the war, he was the one who got a little loud (with nightmares though, not enthusiastic sex) and he always appreciated his neighbors kindness at not mentioning it. After moving into 221B Baker Street, John shared a wall with Mrs. Turner's married ones.
This was not a problem until they decided to renew their wedding vows and have a second honeymoon… In the room John shared a wall with.
If he hadn’t been so annoyed (sleep-deprived, and in serious need of getting laid) he probably would have been impressed with their... enthusiasm.But, as it was, he was annoyed, sleep-deprived, and in serious need of getting laid. And ( ... )
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"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
John would have almost though Sherlock was in his (John's) bedroom having sex (or a really fantastic wank) if this wasn't... you know, Sherlock. (Married-to-his-work-Sherlock that never gave anyone a second glance unless it was to insult them).
But there it was again... The familiar squeaking of the spring in his own mattress, the one he heard every time he tossed and turned in the night. Unable to stand the curiosity, he quietly climbed the second flight of stairs to hid bedroom (carefully avoiding the squeaky third, seventh, and twelfth steps) to find that Sherlock was, in fact, in his bedroom.
Moaning in a half-bored, half-pained sounding way while he read a book. And bounced his bottom up and down on John's mattress.
Well, that explained the rather awkward looks and advice he'd been getting over the last few days.
"Hnnguh! Yes. Right there."If anything Sherlock was just starting ( ... )
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John sighed. That had come from the other side of the wall. Since they couldn't sleep, apparently they'd decided to use the bed for other activities. Just great.
John couldn't stop the groan that erupted from his throat bit because he had his hand over his eyes, he didn't notice the way Sherlock perked up at the sound.
"Ah, I see. It's further back in the throat," he observed. "Oh, John...God help him, but that sound sent a rush of blood through John's body. The good doctor swallowed thickly ( ... )
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John's bed was small so the two men were squished up against each other. John couldn't help bit feel pleasantly drained, not quite I just had sex drained bit more of an I just spend the last half hour vigorously pretending to have sex with my definitely not interested flatmate drained ( ... )
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I'm dying to read more! It's absolutely brilliant!
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Oh! Also! I got an AO3 account finally so I've posted a bit more of a cleaned up version here. Although I'm sort of combining them into larger chapters so this new section isn't up there yet.
John stared at the small drug store bag their landlady-not-housekeeper had just handed him with a mix of shock and horror.
“I wasn’t sure what brand you preferred,” Mrs. Hudson told him thoughtfully. “So I just got the brand Henry and I always liked.”
John’s eyes shot open even further but his body remained completely frozen in shock. Yes, he knew that Mrs. Hudson had once been married and that sex was a natural part of life (one he, himself, quite enjoyed). To each their own, as he’d often heard said, and he had no problem with it.
But that didn’t mean he wanted to know that the woman he and Sherlock had basically come to view as their mother had once enjoyed a good bout of anal sex. ( ... )
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